Sucked into the door of Sama,
I saw men and women
enter their shadow;
metamorphosed,
in musical notes.

Black, spread your wings and become crooked,
on the partition of the world,
To your brothers and sisters, hang on.
Forms the circle.
Double the rhythms.

Lists
the flow,
Slow down
Lists
silence.
Dancing.

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International School of Sufi Dance method Rana Gorgani

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